She's got the devil's eyes
It is immediately clear that something had occurred to strip Kagerus’ sanity from her. A dangerous realization, considering the woman’s abilities. But Heartfire is far from faint-hearted. Besides, she doubts she’s any true danger from the woman before her. Unless her dementia had altered more than just her state of mind.
“That is obvious,” she replies rather dryly to her companion’s statement that she is not well. Heartfire is not entirely certain she is actually waking or sleeping. Regardless, it doesn’t matter now. Everything that happens with Kagerus is as certain as reality whether awake or asleep, so in the end Heartfire supposes it doesn’t particularly matter.
By her stumbled step, it’s clear that this is more than a mental ailment. So when the other woman leans heavily against her, Heartfire leans in, bracing Kagerus’ faltering frame. Perhaps the roan queen is often known as cold and distant, but that does not mean she would abandon Kagerus here. They might have been friends once, if it could be said that Heartfire has friends.
Besides, Kagerus must have brought her here for a reason.
And so she presses the subject, circling back to her original question in the wake of her bald statement on the wellness of her companion. “But why?” she asks again, her blue eyes sharp as the focus on the spotted woman. “Why am I here?”
She might be able to see, the clarity of her visual insights into the lives of others undeniable, but that does not mean she can discern motive in the face of what appears to be a confusing lack of one.
and they'll cut you like a weapon